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speak no more. I painted sidewalks red with you. And after you'd gone I chipped, chipped, chipped, away until everything was coated in blue. Tossed the cigarette with a (quick) flick of the wrist, and spoke no more. I dreamt in lead. While waiting for the key to your heart that must have gotten lost in the mail. Fumble-fucking around and breaking fingernails trying to access the places in you I haven't found in myself. This isn't living- this is dying. It's all ass-backwards. I poked my head around every corner possible. I wind up with nothing in the end.speak no more. by ~perfectsinner
My heart feels heavy like a glass paperweight and I am sinking [deeper, deeper]. Soon there will be
Sta.sh
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Heroic kings laid down to rest.
Forgotten is the race that no-one knows.
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à ma mort, je souhaite léguer mon corps à la science fiction.
www.instants-suspendus.net is my online portfolio ^^
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If a law is unjust, a man is not only right to disobey it, he is obligated to do so. – Thomas Jefferson
The condom army: [link]
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Lento pero seguro!
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tha porkeypines luv cotton candy!
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If love is the answer, could you rephrase the question?
-- Lily Tomlin